C82 Conjecture on the part of a young girl

Gan Yuxuan sneered. Helian Qingyu, a little kid, was still far from bewitching him. With his tenacious mind, he rolled out from the pile of corpses. How many years had he struggled with the battlefield?

Beautiful like jade, dazzling in gold and silver, rare and precious …

His heart was like an iron stone, tougher than a rock, colder than the ice on a snowy mountain